Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1665: Fighting Han Muye, Suffering Life and Death

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

He Yangsun turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a green martial arts suit standing at the door.

In his eyes, this person didn’t exude much aura, but somehow seemed unapproachable.

The sharpness in his eyes could send chills down one’s spine.

“Greetings, Master Han. I’m Sun Bing.” The middle-aged man cupped his hands at Han Muye, who was standing at the door of the room.

Sun Bing.

The number one person in Maple Forest City, the First Elder of the Sun family, a level seven Armor Master.

A level seven Armor Master, the strongest within tens of thousands of miles around.

A level seven expert.

He Yangsun trembled slightly and bowed in respect.

This was a form of respect for a powerhouse.

“Young Master He?” Sun Bing looked at He Yangsun and nodded and said, “Back then, in the ruins of Yutao City, your father He Ju and I fought side by side.’

His words made He Yangsun raise his head.

“Later, I heard about his disappearance. It was indeed regrettable. With his talent, he would have been at least a level six Armor Master by now.” Sun Bing said, taking out a two-foot-long wooden box.

“This is a level four saber. Consider it a gift from me to the younger generation.”

A level four saber was not cheap!

Even though it might not be as valuable as a level four Battle Armor, it was definitely more precious than a level three Battle Armor or Battle Puppet.

He Yangsun turned to look at Han Muye. Seeing Han Muye’s calm expression, he nodded and accepted the wooden box.

As he handed over the wooden box, Sun Bing looked at Han Muye. “Master Han, I would like to ask for your help in inspecting my Battle Armor.”

As expected, he had a request.

He Yang Sun also knew that the number one person in Maple Forest City was definitely not here to see him.

He was here to see Master Han.

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand. “Please.”

Since he was here as a forging master, he naturally had to do the work of a forging master.

Repairing Battle Armors and Battle Puppets was a lucrative business.

Sun Bing entered the room and handed a black piece of armor to Han Muye.

Han Muye took the piece of armor, infused it with aura, and with a “click,” the armor transformed into a black Battle Armor.

Covered in black scales, the face was covered with a golden-black mesh, and there were appearances of exotic beasts on the shoulder and arm armor.

There was a penetrating wound on the chest armor.

Han Muye initially thought Sun Bing wanted to repair his own Battle Armor, but that wasn’t the case.

Placing his hand on the battle armor, Han Muye’s eyes gleamed.

“The Turing Battle Armor, passed down since ancient times, is the orthodox refining method that seals the spirits of exotic beasts into Battle Armor.

“This armor belongs to the Wind and Fire lineage, its strength tends to be balanced, with slightly greater attack power than defense, and somewhat lacking in speed.

“The chest armor of this armor was originally forged with Tianyuan Gold and

Fuyuan Fire spiritual rocks, and then sealed with the soul of a Clear Wind Spirit Monkey. However, the spirit of the exotic beast has now shattered, and its defensive power has been lost.”

Han Muye spoke softly, but in his mind, memories of this battle armor kept flashing.

Mass production of forging, then deployment.

This Battle Armor was clearly a standardized one, belonging to one side’s large army.

It was the Battle Armor of the army from another large city that was an enemy of Yutao City in ancient times.

From the armor, Han Muye saw the figure of the Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet.

It turned out that the Primordial Chaos Battle Puppet that had lost an arm was the Battle Puppet of the City Lord of Mingwu City tens of thousands of miles away.

However, this Battle Puppet was not controlled by the lord of Mingwu City alone, but by dozens of Puppet Masters with a cultivation level surpassing level nine working together.

As the power of heaven and earth declined, and spiritual energy began to dissipate, the powerful Battle Puppets and Battle Armors of the Galaxy Universe were controlled in this way.

The level seven Battle Armor in Sun Bings hand was obtained during the last exploration of Yutao City.

It was also because of vying for this Battle Armor that he had fought a fierce battle with the experts of Mingwu City.

From the memories of the Battle Armor, Han Muye saw the confrontation of strong individuals in the ruins, ranging from seventh to even eighth level.

Every exploration of the ruins was a mixture of gains and risks.

Han Muye’s words gradually changed Sun Bings expression from calm to solemn.

The look in Sun Bings eyes towards Han Muye also became more serious.

“Master Han is indeed extraordinary.” Sun Bing looked at Han Muye and then said, “I wonder if you have a way to repair this Battle Armor?” Hearing his words, Han Muye withdrew his hand and shook his head.

It isn’ t possible?

Disappointment flashed across Sun Bings face.

He could accept this result.

Since obtaining this Battle Armor, he had consulted many master blacksmiths, and the unanimous opinion was that this Battle Armor couldn’t be repaired.

“The most important part of this Battle Armor has been destroyed, and there is not much value in repairing it.

“However, if Elder Sun trusts me, I can dismantle some of the useful components of this battle armor and help you upgrade other battle armors.”

Han Muye looked at Sun Bing.

It was just a level seven Battle Armor, not worth repairing.

The most important part, the chest armor, was shattered. To repair it would require as much effort as forging a new one.

It was better to dismantle the useful parts.

Sun Bing hesitated for a moment and nodded. “Then please, Master Han, help me dismantle the useful parts.”

He wouldn’t easily hand over his own battle armor to let the other party replace parts. He needed to see Han Muye’s skill in dismantling the battle armor.

Han Muye smiled and extended three fingers. “30,000 origin coins, and I’ll dismantle all the useful parts for you.” “Alright.” Sun Bing nodded calmly.

To him, these origin coins were nothing.

He also believed that this bit of origin coins was nothing to a master like Han Muye.

Seeing him nod, a golden flame rose in Han Muye’s hand.

In the flame, there was a dazzling starlight..